Intro:
C
C D E Am
I'm not a whipper in the wind
C D E Am
Or solace laying at the bottom of a bottle or your thick skin
C D E Am
Escape yells both our names out loud
C D E Am
We run like hell I'll write a tragic epilogue and you'll act it out
C D E Am X2
I watched your dad give you away
I watched him drink the bitter taste in his exertion away
Make-up sits on your face like tar
The champagne flutes poorly engineered employ dixey cups and jars
Bridge:
C Am G
Like minds let go of doubt
C Am F
I watched it blow right out and
C Am G
We danced on gaffs and graves
C Am F G
You'll remain I will find a way to leave gracefully or I'll escape
C D E Am
I do not fall to losing face
I dream I dive into something greater something to take my grief away
Sead leaves crunch I will not be missed
I fill my jar up to the brim I am an arid abyss
I'm an arid abyss